Mo Mo, what's going on?" Yan Gui came up to Mo Shangyun, and Beier said neatly, "Just tell me, I can do anything I can."
Mo Shangjun looked at him speechlessly.
It's as if he can accomplish anything with just a touch of his lips.
"Nothing," Mo Shangyun folded his arms and asked, "I just wanted to ask, do you still have contact with Ji Shen?"
This sudden question made Yan Gui think for a moment, and he said in surprise: "Little fairy?"
"Um."
Mo Shangjun nodded.
After thinking for a moment, Yan Gui said: "We haven't contacted him since he left the company."
It was okay in the military academy. It was relatively relaxed. There was some time for contact, but only once in a while. After he was transferred to the company, there was basically no chance to contact him. He couldn't even contact Mo Shangyun, let alone Ji Shen.
What's more, his relationship with Ji Shen is also very ordinary.
Ji Shen secretly likes to hurt Mo Shangyun, and has an "incompatible" relationship with him.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Mo Shangyun asked slowly: "Then did you know that he is in Unit 907?"
"What?"
As a know-it-all, Yan Gui felt a little dull at the moment when he heard the news within his information range.
——He actually knew nothing about this!
Mo Shangyun continued: "If nothing else, I haven't been eliminated now."
"...Oh." Yan Gui finally reacted, "Then we might encounter him?!"
"There is a certain chance." Mo Shangyun said.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of it!" Yan Gui promised with a smile and patted his chest, "I promise that as soon as I see him, I will torture him until he doubts his life!"
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, "I mean, don't take it lightly."
Yan Gui was stunned.
Mo Shangjun said: "After all, I heard that you haven't won many fights with him over the years."
"It's half and half!" Yan Gui argued unconvinced.
"I've never heard of this data." Mo Shangyun glanced at him sideways, "If you can win three times out of ten, that's pretty good."
Yan Gui is disappointed.
His failure experience was actually remembered by Mo Mo...!
What a shame!
"I was younger than him at the time." Yan Gui tried to save some dignity for himself.
"You are younger than him now." Mo Shangjun said the cruel reality.
"...It's different now than before!"
The way Yan Gui was arguing now was like a child bickering.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "A few months ago, Ji Shen's strength in 907 was among the top ten. I can't say for sure now, but it will definitely not be too bad."
"I'm not bad either." Yan Gui couldn't help but interject.
No matter what he said, Mo Shangyun continued: "The overall strength of 907 may be weaker than ours, but there are some individuals who should not be underestimated. Now we should disperse our actions and encounter the more ruthless ones alone, which is enough for you, so
Please don't take it lightly."
"Then, Mo Mo..." Yan Gui pouted, "Why are you looking for me alone?"
Mo Shangjun said: "Because they are calmer than you."
Yan Gui: "..." Mo Mo is indeed Mo Mo, he can see through the essence at a glance.
When he knew his opponent was 907, he was so excited...every one could catch up with him.
"Do you understand?" Mo Shangjun tilted his head and asked calmly.
"yes!"
Yan Gui shouted immediately.
Mo Shangjun's expression softened and he said, "Go do something."
"okay!"
Yan Gui immediately returned to his original state.
However, Mo Shangyun is not worried about Yan Gui's subsequent mental problems.
Faced with her childhood friend who she grew up with and who was always one step ahead of her... She believed that when Yan Gui heard Ji Shen's name, he would be as excited as Ji Shen when he heard her name.
of.
Never underestimate the enemy.
*
The four of them had dispersed. Mo Shangyun was not in a hurry to do anything. Instead, he contacted the headquarters - a few instructors - to report on the situation of their class.
The person listening to her report was Yan Tianxing, whose words were simple and clear, just like a simple superior and subordinate.
At the end of the communication, Yan Tianxing spoke a total of no more than ten sentences.
Mo Shangjun was not surprised either.
After reporting the matter, she went to the area she was responsible for and began to conduct inspections.
Any place where traps can be set will never be missed. There is no time to make good traps, but it is still possible to make a few simple ones to delay their movements, or to make noise to determine their location.
When they got off the bus, they were also assigned some mines, and Mo Shangyun planted them at several important points.
According to the terrain, the methods of breakthrough and defense were simulated. Even when Mo Shangyun closed his eyes and rested his mind, he was always busy with various simulation drills in his mind.
Before you know it, night falls.
In this damn summer, there are so many mosquitoes by the river. As soon as it gets dark, they are so noisy that it is impossible to calm down. I always want to light a fire and burn them all.
Also, it's hot.
Lying down in the grass wearing a fully armed combat uniform on this summer night is a kind of torture.
"The mosquitoes should be laughing tonight." Yan Gui said wistfully on the channel.
In order to ensure the smooth progress of the operation, they are now chatting with members of each class.
Tang poetry says: "Be patient."
"No need to bear it," Mo Shangjun raised his hand to swat away the mosquitoes flying in front of her and said, "Yan Gui, go find some mugwort and light a fire."
"At this time?" Yan Gui was stunned, "What if the enemy makes a sneak attack?"
Mo Shangjun said: "Then take the lead."
Duan Zimu also said at the right time, "We will miss you."
"...I will come back alive!" Yan Gui gritted his teeth and promised.
I will never give them a chance to "miss you".
He said he wanted Yan to go back, but Mo Shangyun himself was not idle either. He simply crawled out from the best ambush point and then got up to look for mugwort.
There was a lot of mugwort growing wildly near the river. She used a saber to cut the grass, and in a blink of an eye there were piles of wormwood, forming a hill.
Yan Gui also gained a lot.
Mo Shangjun cooperated with Yan Gui to light a fire along the river bank - they had flint on them, so it was easy to light the fire.
So they lit up a fire at regular intervals, with freshly cut mugwort or branches pressed on it to ensure that it could burn for one to two hours at a time.
"Let me ask," Yu Yitong listened to the two of them communicating on the channel and couldn't help but ask, "What's the point of doing this?"
Yan Gui replied enthusiastically: "Mo Mo must be trying to deceive the enemy!"
"...free time."
After him, Mo Shangjun leisurely added two words.
Yan Gui: "..."
Tang poetry: "..."
Yu Yitong: "..."
Duan Zimu: "..."
All right.
You are the monitor, you have the final say.
*
In less than an hour, there were bonfires burning by the river, one after another, and then there was green smoke, rising up one after another, and then spreading among the trees. The smoke was filled and even blocked the view.
Across the river.
Under the night vision telescope, there were pairs of surprised and shocked eyes. Finally, their gazes met and they looked at each other in confusion, exchanging their confused moods at the moment.
After a while, they finally came to their senses.
Then, there was a burst of angry curses.
"Damn it, they're not afraid of being smoked to death!"
"What are they trying to do?! Are they crazy?!"
"Set the mountain on fire and sit in jail. They are going to live in jail!"
"Damn, I've learned a lot. I've never seen anyone who defends a position be so arrogant! Do you really think that after winning once last night, you can win tonight?!"
"The problem is that their approach really blocks our view."
"..."
...
Because they had never seen this kind of defense method of lighting fires, creating fog, and obstructing their vision, so a group of people started chatting in various directions, discussing each other's intentions.
Only Du Wuwei and Ji Shen kept a certain distance from them, and then watched the situation on the other side across the river.
"What do you think is going on?" Ji Shen raised an eyebrow at Du Wuwei and bumped his arm.
Du Wuwei frowned.
After a while, he said: "I'm either an idiot or a fool, or I'm daring."
"Yes!" Ji Shen raised his eyebrows and sighed, "Based on their behavior last night, it must be the latter."
"..."
Du Wuwei did not deny this.
Such an arrogant approach definitely requires capital.
But what was originally a serious and tense mission was made somewhat funny by them... This is also a strange thing.
"I think," Ji Shen raised his hand and touched his chin with a frown on his face, "this way of not following the routine is very much in line with Mo Shangyun's style in my mind."
Du Wuwei frowned, "I didn't see it."
Anyway... When he was an instructor, Mo Shangyun was quite elegant, and he didn't seem like someone who would do such nonsensical things.
"Didn't you also hear that Mo Shangjun, Tang Shi, Liang Zhiqiong, and Yan Jinchao are all in the enemy camp." Ji Shen said, insisting on his own thoughts, "I still think she is more likely.
"
Du Wuwei held the gun in both hands, leaned back against the tree, stared at the clusters of mosquitoes in front of him, and said, "Okay, even if it's her. According to your understanding of her, what's the situation now?"
There is a bit of wind tonight, and the smoke from the other side is sometimes blown here.
Ji Shen sniffed, smelled the smell, and then said seriously: "Mugwort. They may be fumigating mosquitoes."
The gun in his hand suddenly turned around, and Du Wuwei smashed the handle of the gun onto Ji Shen's knee.
Ji Shen screamed and immediately took a step back, "Damn it, you're so cruel, are you still a human being?!"
"Seriously." Du Wuwei reminded him coolly.
"I'm just being serious!" Ji Shen bent down and rubbed his knees, "What can mugwort do? Repelling mosquitoes. What season is it now? Mosquitoes can eat people, not to mention it's by the river. They don't use it to light fires.
Otherwise, why not use local materials and insist on looking for mugwort?"
Du Wuwei: "..." When he said this, he actually felt that it made sense.
After a moment, he squeezed out three words through his teeth, "That's it?"
Ji Shen shrugged and continued: "There must be a reason to light so many bonfires, and they are all in places with weak coverings above, to block the view and confuse the audience."
Du Wuwei: "..." finally said something humane.
Du Wuwei asked: "What else?"
"Then I don't know." Ji Shen helplessly spread his hands.
"Based on what you know about Mo Shangyun, is it possible to set up an ambush around some campfires?"
"When we have started to think this way, the purpose of 'obfuscation' has almost been achieved." Ji Shen said, "So my opinion is, treat it as if you haven't seen it, and everything should go as originally planned."
"You mean," Du Wuwei pointed to the smoke lingering all over the mountains and plains opposite, "ignore these artificial smoke?"
Realizing that Du Wuwei's face was serious, Ji Shen smiled at him and said, "Relax."
After a slight pause, Du Wuwei also realized that he was a little nervous. He frowned and said nothing, adjusting his mentality as soon as possible.
Ji Shen expressed his understanding of Du Wuwei's mentality.
Du Wuwei is their captain. He has performed very well in the past few months and is one of the students that Chen Yu attaches great importance to.
But...last night was a disastrous defeat for them.
They were raided by a team composed mostly of female students, and had little room for resistance. Even if they took contingency measures in time, they only delayed the attack a little, and finally watched helplessly as the opponent captured the flag.
Moreover, he was humiliated!
After the mission failed, the other party had a brief exchange with them, but their words were full of contempt for the loser - no self-respecting person could bear this kind of contempt.
This is a humiliation they have never encountered since joining the army.
As one of the participants, let alone a team leader like Du Wuwei, he was very angry.
During the day today, they basically didn't get a good rest. Chen Yu spent half a day scolding them, and then spent another half day scolding each captain.
As a valued student like Du Wuwei, Chen Yu naturally took "key care" of him.
Ji Shen can imagine how much pressure Du Wuwei is under now.
"Don't worry," Ji Shen raised his hand and patted Du Wuwei's shoulder, stopped his playful smile, and said seriously, "I won't lose this time."
Du Wuwei glanced at him silently, and then opened his hand.
"Quiet."
Du Wuwei stood up straight and ordered the other five people: "Group and rest, observe the situation on the other side, and take action in three hours."
Generally, raids are carried out in the middle of the night.
Under normal circumstances, the second half of the night is when you are most sleepy and it is difficult to concentrate.
However, this kind of thing is well known and everyone knows it, so in the middle of the night, those who defend will be more energetic.
——At least, their team last night was like this.
The enemy's action in the middle of the night last night must have been what they had in mind.
So, they did the opposite this time—operating in the middle of the night.
At this time, the enemy is most likely to relax, and their chances of winning may be greater.
*
At the same time, on the other side.
After stocking up on some mugwort, Mo Shangyun walked inside for a while.
Instead of returning to the ambush point, he just found a place to sit down.
"Don't mention it, it really has some effect." Yan Gui's voice came from the channel, "Ahem, it's just a bit choking."
"If it wasn't in the middle area, I would have liked to order one." Duanzi said with a smile.
Yu Yitong: "..." A group of people who don't know how to behave.
"By the way, Mo Mo," Yan Gui asked, "What should we do in the middle of the night?"
"There's no need to wait until the middle of the night." Mo Shangyun said lazily, glancing at the river outside. "They are more likely to move in the first half of the night."
If they are wiped out all at once, they will have nothing to worry about. (To be continued)